Zhong Yun gripped the Ghost Face Token tightly, its icy touch seeming to pierce through his skin straight to his heart.
The ghostly face pattern on the token lingered in his mind, as if mocking his long-standing ignorance. Was transmigrating truly just an accident?
"Brother Yun, have you really decided?" Shen Yao's beautiful eyes were filled with worry as her slender fingers gently stroked Zhong Yun's face. "No matter where you go, remember that Sister Wan'er and I will be right here waiting for you."
Chapter 105